If you are born with itIt's a gift you won't missIt's like breathingSo if you're offered free new tricksAccept it with open arms'cause there ain't no four leaf cloversOr no gypsy lucky charmsKeep knocking on the wallsAnd I'll blow off your...Turn in seven hundred hoursTurn in circles againTo raise our clanLife in the penMy brain is mangled,sanity tooCountin' the daysI won't do any listenin'Keep knocking on the wallsAnd I'll blow off your ballsKnock on the doorYou're asking for moreCome in the roomGettin' sent your doomAs the waves roll inMy five senses wearin' primWaves of tiny peopleTrapped in a russian tinPeople all over the world are screamin'For the love of a young child will be fadin'A taste of water and corruptionWhile faith and religions all over the worldSelf-destructionMany controllin' the place of a dollarOr it's a creator on the streets flippin' collarsA bomb with a snakeIn both of your fistsWhile a hurricane was blowin'Breathing,just around the corner from youA bomb with a snakeIn both of your fistsWhile a hurricane was blowin'Breathing,just around the corner from youParty's emptyWhile I'm havin' to shaveIt doesn't smell goodBeginning to fadeStimulation I needSome positive feedIt's time to create,don't anticipatePut this all behindTry to look throughSometimes you gotta do what you gotta doKeep knockin' on the wallsAnd I'll blow off your...A bomb with a snakeIn both of your fistsWhile a hurricane was blowin'Breathing just around the corner from you